Didn’t have a nice day   I went out of the shower   Just put something on myself   Get out of there and went to your house      Thought I was going to be alright   But all went to hell      I was trying to convey   A smile, a good mood and full of fire   But with some weapons in my head   To change your mind I was tired      Not to much meditation   Don’t want any isolation   I want no more lies   Not too much of my patience      And I will remember those days   I tried to be tender always   It was our confusion   And we should have to crave      I begged communication   It was the aggravation   Got to bite the bitter ache   And keep the strength      Went of the shower   Then went to your house   I was full of fire   But I was fucking tired